So May The Outward Shows Be Least

A Virtuous And A Christianlike Conclusion-- To Pray For Them That Have Done Scathe To Us.

Do You Not Know I Am A Woman? When I Think, I Must Speak.

Reputation, Reputation, Reputation! O, I Ha' Lost My Reputation, I Ha' Lost The Immortal Part Of Myself, And What Remains Is Bestial!

There Is A History In All Men's Lives.

How Many Cowards Whose Hearts Are All As False As Stairs Of Sand, Wear Yet Upon Their Chins The Beards Of Hercules And Frowning Mars, Who Inward Searched, Have Livers White As Milk!